There's a constant pressure
In my chest
Pulling, Aching, Twisting
At my very own gut

At the very cost of my joy
My life, my smile, my curiosity
Is what led me to this point
Of too little too much

Too little too much
Constantly repeating
Over and over and over and over and...over
Repetitive motions of life

Life stolen with the motions
Going through the motions
Wake up
School
Go home
Wake up
School
Go home
Wake up School
Go home
Wake up School Go home
Wake Up School Go Home
WakeUpSchoolGoHome
WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME
WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME
WAK­EUPSCHOOLGOHOME
WAKEUPSCHOOLGOHOME

...
Inbetween the motions
Are lost emotions
From being lost in the motions
Never allowing rest

Rest from the constant nagging
Shaming
Teasing
...heartbreak

never disappears
only builds
buildings of nothing
that make up everything

repetitively everything
constantly nothing
too little
and too much